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Emilya had her arms wrapped around him, her body pressed tightly against his muscled back. He groaned in pleasure as she slowly stroked his dick with her spit slicked hand. The other had snaked under his armpit holding him by the throat. She nuzzled the back of his head, running her long tongue across his ear and cheek. She gripped his cock tighter in her taloned hand and increased her pace. He responded to her touch, arching his back, reaching around behind him to hold her as she pleasured him.

Fynn had been doing his morning bathing ritual down by the river’s edge. He’d stripped and rubbed himself down with a wet cloth. Removing the soap he had liberally applied to his well toned body, humming a jaunty tune as he did. Emilya had followed him as he left the little camp they shared and hidden in the bushes close by. As she’d watched him, disrobe and wash she had felt herself becoming aroused at the sight of his naked body. Licking two fingers she had slipped them down the front of her breeches and begun to gently play with herself. At first just teasing her clitoris, making small circles around the sensitive little bump. But as she watched him work the cloth down his body, she found her breathing coming faster and her lust for him in that moment consumed her. Inserting a slim finger into her increasingly wet vagina as far as she could reach. She eased herself down onto her haunches, curling her finger and massaging her insides as she did, slowly building the heat in her abdomen.

She watched him crouch and lean forward to wash, and she caught a glimpse of his tight little asshole and the cock she loved so much hanging between his legs. It was too much, she wanted him and she couldn't wait for him to finish. Easing her hand from between her thighs, she moved as silently as she could. Creeping from her hiding place towards him, waiting for her moment to pounce. As Fynn had stood, the water cascading down his face and torso from his soaking hair, her strong arms and hands had grabbed him and held him fast. He let out a short cry of surprise but her small scaled hands had expertly gripped his dick and neck, holding him in place. Slightly panicked he tried to pull away but he had him trapped.

“Mmmmmm, what have we here?” she whispered in his ear, “A poor defenseless young man out here all alone in the woods''

He relaxed into her grip as she spoke. She could feel him quickly becoming hard and she moved her hand to hold and caress his balls. Gently, she teased them, moving them around in her dexterous hands and running a single finger between his legs towards his ass. He sighed in pleasure as she toyed with him.

“Spit” she demanded, bringing her hand away from his crotch and up to his mouth.

Obediently, he spat a long line of salvia into the waiting palm, watching as she coated his dick with it, and began to ease the foreskin back from the head and down the shaft. She stopped just before the point of pain and then slowly brought it back up, repeating the motion in a smooth rhythm. Her hand made a satisfying ‘shlicking’ noise as she pumped his cock. Her motions got faster and more forceful as she worked. Beneath her hands Emilya could feel him shuddering and his muscles quivering. Fynn's hips started to jerk in time with her movements and she tightened her hold on his neck.

“Is this what you like?” she asked coyly, forcing his head up to face the early morning sky.

“Mmmmm…it is” he managed to gasp out through her grip on his neck. “You’re going to make me cum if you keep going like that”

His little gasps and moans were becoming more frequent, his shaking legs let her know he was close. She could feel herself getting wet at the thought. She pressed herself closer to him, her chest now pressed firmly into his back. Her excitement was mounting, he was so close now she knew, she eased off the pressure on his neck and kept a constant pace with her beating hand.

“Oh….Shit….” he gasped

“Yes” she said in her sultry voice, as she pleasured him, “Cum for me”

She felt him shudder and then cry out, “Fuck!”.

She watched over his shoulder as he came. His seamen shot from the engorged tip of his dick, arching gracefully to hit the water and be swept away. She felt him almost collapse into her and she took his weight for a moment before he got his legs under him again. She released him and bright her hand back from where she had held his cock. It was covered in his cum, that had continued to seep from his pulsing member and she licked at it greedily, savoring the taste. Human seamen was always a lot milder and sweet than the usual fare she had been used to from Dragonborn males. Fynn’s was especially sweet and she had grown fond of it in the recent months they had been together.

He turned to face her, his eyes clouded by his recent orgasm. She took his face in her hands and kissed him deeply, their tongues finding each other and entangling themselves. She felt his hands untying the front of her shirt and slipping it off her shoulders. He ran his fingers lightly across the scales on her chest and down her abdomen. She helped his fumbling hands remove her tight breeches, peeling them from her slim figure. She pulled away from his mouth and stood in front of him, wearing nothing but the choker he had given her after their time in Tir-Vinrel. The black ribbon and silver pendant stood out against the small scarlet scales at her throat.

“My turn now” he grinned at her

He took her in his arms and pulled her close, staring into her amber eyes. “I think someone needs some personal attention, don’t you?”

“I wouldn’t turn down an offer like that” she giggled

He walked her backwards, from the waters edge to the thick trunked tree close by. Pushing her against it. He knelt in front of her and ran his tongue down her body to her thighs. She sighed appreciatively and lent against the tree, resting her hands on his head. Fynn dropped to his knees and planted his face between her legs, she felt him kiss and then lick the insides of her thighs. He worked slowly up to her vulva and worked into the crease with his tongue. She widened her stance and spread herself open for him, as far as she could go, gasping in delight as he found her clitoris with his lips and began to softly suck. His searching hands ran up her legs, one reaching around to grasp her bottom, the other quickly finding its way to her vagina. She felt him push two of his broad fingers into her and curl them in the way she liked as he slid them back and forth. She was wet, with both her own fluids and the salvia that escaped from Fynn’s beautiful mouth. She had taught him exactly what she needed and wanted and he gave it to her with every ounce of his ability.

She could feel herself becoming lost in the sensations he was drawing from her. And she redoubled her grip on his head. Winding her fingers into his thick, mousey blond hair and pulling him harder into her. He responded to her pressure and increased the speed with which his fingers penetrated her. He changed his pace and ran his tongue across the entirety of her vagina. Then used the tip to delicately play with her clitoris once more, it was almost too much for her in that moment.

“Fynn? Are you hard again?” she asked breathlessly

“You know I’m always hard for you. You drive me wild” he replied, looking up from his kneeling position on the ground. She could see her juices spread across his face and his fingers still working inside her.

“Fuck me now please…I want you” She whined.

He slowly drew his hand back and stood to face her. She saw him grin and he took her by the jaw, pushing his still wet fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them, tasting herself, a mixture of salty sweet and earthy flavors, that he always told her he loved and couldn’t get enough of. He wiped his face on the back of his hand, then took her hips firmly and twisted her round.

“Face the tree for me” He commanded her, stroking himself in preparation, “I’m going to take you the way you like”.

Emilya bent low, placing her hands on the rough bark in front of her and raised her ass high for him. Her graceful thigh and calf muscles stood out under her scales with the strain she took on them. He stepped up behind her and lifted her tail. He bent to quickly kiss her asshole and to spit on her vulva. Placing his tip against her he pushed gently into the soft moist opening of her vagina. Plunging deep. all the way to the base of his cock. Letting out a low groan as he slid in, she clenched, gripping him tightly. He started to thrust slowly, staying fully within her, his balls slapping as he moved. She squirmed her hips in pleasure at the feeling of him grinding into her and pushed back on him as he took her.

“Harder” she moaned, “fuck me like you mean it”

He grabbed her tail and pulled her hard against him, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her into a standing position up against him. He positioned both of his arms under hers and wound them up, linking his hands behind her neck. She had her arms now trapped, high above her head, and felt him increase his pace. The warmth in her crotch and abdomen was spreading and becoming an inferno that was sweeping through her body. She sunk into that feeling as she teetered close to the edge of climax.

“Fynn…..’ She murmured through her haze, “don’t stop….I’m so close”

With a renewed vigor he continued thrust, she could hear his grunts and breathless breathing in her ear. The fire that was growing in her steadily suddenly flared and she cried out. A tidal wave like rush shot through her, filling her from bottom to top. She shook and felt a wetness seeping from between her legs as she squirted past his dick, which was still slamming into her. The sensations were almost more than she could bear as he continued to fuck her through her orgasm.

“I’m going to cum too….” he groaned.

Without warning he pulled out of her and she limply sunk to the ground in a contented heap. Looking up she saw him frantically masturbating as he looked down at her. She twisted to face him fully and opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue, ready to receive his load. WIth a final moan, he came and emptied himself towards her waiting maw. It was poorly aimed, as most of it missed and covered her face and snout, to drip down onto her chest.

“Mmmmmmm, now that's what I like,” she teased, wiping the thick seamen from one eye.

He stood there for a moment then sunk down beside her. He lent against her and panted, she nuzzled into him, smearing cum into his shoulder and chin. She giggled as he realized what she had done. He took her face, looking into her eyes, and kissed her. A long loving kiss that she didn’t want to pull away from. After a little while they broke away and looked about. Other than the odd bird watching them curiously, they were still alone. And that was how she preferred her time with him.

“Looks like I’m going to need another wash” he laughed, breaking the silence. “Care to join me?”

“Do you know…..I just might” she said, punching him lightly in the shoulder for ruining the moment.

He stood in one fluid motion and reached down to scoop her off the ground.

“Come on then” he said, “Let's get you all cleaned up”

Taking his proffered hand she heaved herself up next him and held his hand as they walked back to the water.

“If you're lucky I might have one more in me” he said jokingly, rubbing his hand through his hair.

“You can count on that” She said, slapping him on the ass, “I’ll make sure you do”